Lack of Emotions (Ded. L. Lit. 1x1)

Emily raises a brow, a bit surprised he didn't care. Lark had been extremely agitated about that fact last night, and this morning. Where is Lark, anyway? He's going to miss class... She shakes her head, sighing. "Right, so... What classes do you have?"

Emily flexes her hand beneath her desk, glancing up as her brother walks into the room, taking he last seat beside her.
"You're late, Lark," she hisses under her breath. He doesn't bother to answer, glaring at Nathan from the corner of his eye. The one person who actually got some sort of rise out of him.